🫧STUMBLE — Prologue
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🫧By ———— SLOoOre/slowee00
🫧 ARC: THE CAT
🐚 Chapter warning(s): backstory, profundity
⛴️ SERIES MASTERLIST
The drive was silent, the vehicle's wheels rolled at high speeds and the rain poured down on the large tour bus.
The radio sounded, a feminine voice singing various notes, her smoothing voice calmed the nerves of many via the heavy rain. Some people were sleeping, some were reading or on their phones.
It was currently around 11:30 pm and your tour bus had taken a detour a couple hours earlier due to a fallen tree on the road because of the incoming storm. Since then, the six-wheeler has been speeding down the empty roads longer than it should've. Of course, many, many people were angry- as they should be, their money and time was wasted instead of viewing the rest of the large mountains before night fall. Instead, it was just a forest and a cliff of water for miles.
A vacation your parents looked forward too. Your parents were athletes. They loved sports and being active. Your father is more of a climber while your mother is more of a runner. Every now and then, she teases and brings up how you’re gonna love running and will regret not exercising your body when running for something like the bus.
But you dismissed it and stuck with what you love; making music and creating art.
"You ok F/n?" Your mom asked, yawning and had woken up from her sleep. She smiled, reaching out to you and rubbed the top of your head.
"I am," you answered, still reading your newly twilight book from your school's library.
Your father snores loudly beside you, clearly tired out from yelling at the driver about getting lost.
"Mom?"
"Yes..?"
"Do you believe in vampires?" You asked randomly, looking up at her before she reached over to take a sip of her now cold coffee. "I wish,” she started, laughing a bit. “When I was your age, then I realized it would be chaos with those things around... when you're older, you'll watch Van Hel-"
The bus suddenly shook, and a few mumbling from shocked passengers immediately erupted. Your mom looked up and around, collecting her surroundings.
"Wake your father up." She commanded you.
"What's going on?"
"It's that fuck'n bus driver I swear."
"Are we in Seoul yet?"
"Mommy my butt hurts."
"I feel like we've been driving for some time now."
"Some time, we're lost again!"
Your mom leaned in to whisper into your ear.
"Cover your ears, too many bad words, I'm gonna go to the bedroom," you looked at her with bore eyes as if you've never heard profanity before. But you rolled your eyes and grabbed your large headphones and place them over your ears. You felt her hand run on your shoulder before she got up from her seat.
You hummed your favourite tune, popping in your favourite candy flavoured lollipop- but the joy was soon cut short as the bus shook again, only this time, it was much worse. Your juice spilled onto the ground and onto your father's lap, waking him up instantaneously. The force almost made you face plant into the seat in front of you.
Your father furrowed his brows, watching his wife walk to the front of bus.
Your mom stumble to the front of the bus, knocking on the wall beside the entrance of the drivers side. A thick curtain separating the two. She didn't want to interrupt anything, but she needed to know how close were they to the city. There was no cellphone service, so they were pretty much stranded, sitting ducks.
"Excuse..." She slowed her words, "...Me?" She pressed her lips together, seeing a odd pool of crimson substance spreading near her black running shoes. She stepped back not wanted to step on the unknown liquid.
But she couldn't help it. The temptation was eating at her. It could've been juice? No- it's too thick-
Ripping open the curtain, her eyes open wider than she's has ever before. The horrific scene in front filled her nose with a disgusting medallic scent. She quickly covered her nose by pinching it hard and took a step back in shock.
The blood dripped down the driver's hand and onto the ground. A long green-rusted spear with a spiral design around it was stabbed straight through the man's chest. The sharp end of the spear penetrated through the seat perfectly the a drill.
The driver’s window was shattered, showing the pitch black night sky. Analyzing the unknown-looking spear, it was as if someone or something shot the weapon with purpose and the driver was long dead with no chance of survival.
She was so stunned with the dead man, still processing that she had talked to this persons only a couple hours ago. Eyeing him even more, she didn't notice that the bus's wheels ran with no control. The dead males foot was still on the gas- she didn't acknowledge how fast the bus was suddenly running till it was too late.
The world stood silently as she watch what could be her last moments.
"Holy Sh-"
The large coach bus slammed the metal ramp with a loud bang, scraping the plastic covering open. As the two metals crashed against each other, sparks igniting, luggages in the bus immediately flung out of its compartment, creating a mess on the wet road. The passengers screamed at the sudden change and aggression.
Your twilight book slip out of your hands and you felt your father put his hand on your chest to push you back up against your seat.
"F/n-"
Your mom reached over to the dead man’s wheel and turned it to the left as much as possible. But the damage was already done.
The once secured metal ramp gave in, tipped the bus on its side in the span of seconds.
The people screamed, feeling themselves lift from the seat. People without seat belts were pull straight out of their seat rolling onto the side of the bus. You screamed, the heavy vehicle drove and broke the ramp, running straight off the cliff with speed, giving no one time for thoughts.
Your world slowed, turning upside down. Personal belongings flew everywhere, people rolling onto the roof of the bus, turning your head to your left, you noticed your father closing his eyes tight, he still had his large hand over your chest. His lips moved like he was giving a prayer and the corners of his eyes began to water.
Your mom, she almost wanted to vomit, the taste nearly in her mouth, her stomach twist and turned as she’s watching herself ascend lower and faster to the pitch black open water.
In a flash, you saw a large wave of water rush into the passenger side. Engulfing you all in an aggressive wave, knocking you out in seconds.
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